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With a car full of snacks, they set off to find a picturesque spot to enjoy the tender green of early spring. Wherever there was water, they had to cast a couple of lines. The three of them decided to hold a Fishing Competition: whoever caught the smallest fish would be responsible for driving the next day.
The outcome was predictable; Shi Tian suffered a crushing defeat, and it was he who had to drive back from Jiujiang to Tongling. To avenge this loss, the competition continued between Tongling and Yangzhou, with the goal of seeing who could land a fish first.
Kong Yunfei had a carp weighing over three pounds as his anchor, which gave him a bit of confidence. Shi Chui followed closely behind, having caught a fish that was just slightly smaller than Kong Yunfei's. This was still somewhat precarious; if Shi Tian managed to catch a big one, he might end up being the one responsible for driving.
"Heh heh," Kong Shu said, "I'm not worried. Even if I lose, Xiao Yu and I can take turns driving; it’s just two kilometers each—no big deal!"
Having become familiar with Kong Yunfei, he occasionally tossed him some dog food, which felt quite satisfying.
"You just keep talking!" Shi Tian said to Xiao Yu, "Don’t let him drive for you; let’s see how you can show off then!" Shi Tian launched an attack, and Kong Yunfei immediately countered. "You think you can outsmart me?"
"Not happening! I’ll call Aunt Hu right now and tell her you’re bullying me! You have your clever plans, and I have my tricks," Kong Yunfei retorted.
"You’re not playing fair!" Shi Tian exclaimed. "Our Fishing Competition doesn’t allow outside help!"
"That’s ancient history! How many dynasties has Kong Yuan seen rise and fall? I’m not from the Tang Dynasty—what do I care about ancient rules?"
Just as Shi Tian was feeling smug, a large net descended from the sky.
Splash!
Looking up, he saw a bro on the bridge pulling in the net. A dozen fish of various sizes struggled symbolically for a moment before resigning themselves to their fate.
When he woke up from his nap, Da Wo Xian Ren had showered blessings upon them—three large piles of Wo Liao fell from the sky, enough to sustain the fish of Carp Village for half a month.
Currently, there were fewer foreign fish in Li Fish Village. After much effort in selecting two large fish for sacrifice, they were convening a meeting among the fishermen representatives to vote on the third fish to be offered. Just then, that enormous net swept in and took them all away.
"Li Yu Village Chief: Hei Tou! We agreed that your son would be sacrificed; why are you hesitating? Now look what happened—Da Wo Xian Ren has shown his power and brought down divine punishment; now you’ll have to offer yourself!"
"Why should I sacrifice my son?" Hei Tou replied defiantly. "Over the years, everyone in the village has made sacrifices; it’s your turn now! Why haven’t you sacrificed your son?"
"I’m single—where would I get a son?" Li Yu Village Chief shot back.
"Don’t think I don’t know! Two years ago Old Wang and Old He were both sacrificed by you! Who do you think fathered their sons? Why shouldn’t they be offered?"
"Those are Old Wang and Old He’s posthumous children; they gave their lives for Li Fish Village—we can’t betray our heroes!"
"Your posthumous child has been around for three years and still hasn’t been sacrificed? Are you trying to fool the fish?"
Shi Tian wasn’t interested in the love-hate drama of Li Fish Village; he was just watching his float slowly rise. As it ascended halfway into the air with the cast net, he felt a bit overwhelmed!
Casting nets for fishing is legal as long as it’s not during the closed season or in restricted areas. However, you throwing your net into my spot is quite infuriating!
Hey, man! You can’t just cast your net here! This is my fishing spot! As I reeled in the line and tugged at the net, I felt a bit speechless.
Oh! There are still people fishing down there! Can’t you see? This is my area; I was here last night setting it up! With a strong pull, I couldn’t retrieve the net. The guy on the bridge frowned and casually remarked, “If you don’t let go, I’ll break your rod!”
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